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"There's nowhere to run. You've cornered yourself now. Hand over what you took and I promise I'll make your death quick and relatively painless." A strong gust of wind and blonde hair whipped about the boy's face. His green eyes seemed to shine with confidence and conviction. His lips curled up in a terrible smirk and across his shoulders rested a wicked scythe, around which his arms curled lazily. The gray windbreaker he wore flapped in the wind, giving periodic glimpses of the green T-shirt beneath it. His baggy pants flapped as well, but managed to maintain their position around his legs much better than his windbreaker was doing around h

It had been fourteen months and twelve days since Kaitlyn had vanished. Just as he had done the previous four-hundred-thirty-seven days, William Edmunson started his day by getting dressed, grabbing a protein bar for breakfast on the go, and heading out to search for Kate. Not a day had gone by that he hadn't searched for her. Officially, she was dead. The Korriban government marked any persons missing for over thirty days deceased, as they had decreed that it was impossible for anyone to survive in the harsh deserts for any longer than that. Even her own parent's had given up on her still being alive, having given her a funeral 4 months afte

The diner was rather nice. The large windows provided a view of the beautiful city and the waitresses weren't bad looking either. Lieutenant Aldred sat himself in a booth against the window. He was on leave and not wearing his uniform, so he tried to act as civilian as possible. After placing his order he spent a few minutes admiring the view before he noticed a man glaring at him across the diner. No, it wasn't a glare, just a steady gaze. It was a German man, and clearly a soldier. He wore a black civilian coat, but there was no denying that posture. His hair was buzzed to almost non existant and he wore round rimless spectacles, though he

"We did it!" Peter's heart raced, his body shook as he panted heavily. The sound of his breathing almost overshadowed her words. He smiled and raised his head, locking eyes with the small Russian girl. "Yeah. We made it. We're alive." His finger still trembled over the trigger of the shotgun that hung from his right hand. She grabbed him by the shoulders and hoisted him into a deep kiss. His breathing stopped. His eyes widened. His mind was suddenly awash in the memories of the past few days, and then the three weeks before. They'd only met a few days ago, but since then they'd scarcely been more than a few feet apart. Sticking together wa

21 days after first infection The sights lined up on the woman's head. If she could be called a woman anymore. Her eyes were yellow and mouth and chin dripping with blood. Whether it was her own or someone else's wasn't important. He tried not to imagine who she might've been had the infection not hit. A single mother struggling to take care of her children? A business woman with her eyes on the CEO position? It didn't matter anymore. But try as he might he couldn't keep himself from remembering Angela. --- 5 days after first infection It was just over two weeks ago when it happened. She had come home feeling sick. He'd heard the scare ab